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Saturday, June 13, 2015


"You saved my bacon muscle boy with your big win."  "That means I'll be able to keep my job as coach for another year."  So, and as promised, you can fuck me tonight as we agreed as a token of my esteem."






Muscle me Skippy.  I know you want to.






Truer words were never spoken.




 Skippy let me borrow his old wresting singlet.  Thankfully, he already had it "pre-stretched" for me to grow into.






I can't believe Skip's arm was bigger than mine.  That means I'll be "toast" in a wrestling match.




"How could you possibly lose the wrestling match against Skippy?  "You're bigger than he is, and out weigh him by 30 lbs."


"Fuck you guys."

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